21-11-2019, 10:23 PM
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Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Yes Spitty, but it’s very hard to get recruits for religious orders these days, especially in the Church of Iceland, where many are cold but few are frozen.
It seems Prince Philip suffered a wobble recently, not to worry Phil me lad, not a bit of harm in it, I had several wobbles meself on the way home last Saturday night and I’m still as right as rain.
Ah I see Solo, a very busy lady art thou indeed.
And talking of work, come ‘er till I tell ya...
The wife had me nagged for months to fix the sofa, the stuffing in it had sunk over time, but mostly caused by her fat bum being plonked down on it every night, it had only sunk on the side she sits on, she also puts her legs up and falls asleep on it too, I don’t know how the poor thing has held out for so long.
So today I reluctantly commenced the task, I turned the sofa upside down and began to remove the tacks that held the cloth onto the base.
Now I have to tell you here and now that if there’s one thing I hate and that’s someone standing over me when I’m working, Phyllis knows this but there she was right behind me telling me not to damage the wood that the tacks were nailed into. I immediately downed tools and said “Missus, if you want the job done you know how I operate, no overseers please, so kindly stand aside and let me get on with it” “Just saying like” Says she as she went into the kitchen.
When I opened up the bottom of the sofa and took the cloth off I noticed something brown wedged into a corner of the wooden frame, it was a €50 note!, what a pleasant surprise. I called the wife who immediately laid claim to it. “Ah so that’s where it went, I knew it was in the house somewhere, thanks Jem” and the hand went out, a short lived surprise.
Anyway I measured, cut, and fixed several strong lenghts of wood over the foam in the sofa so that it’s now impossible to sink down anymore, then I used upholstery tacks to nail the cloth back, job done.
I sit in a matching leather armchair bought at the same time as the sofa and there’s no sign of it sinking, I suppose it’s all to do with the size of your bum and how you lower yourself into the seat.
They were expensive to buy at the time but are still in great condition, worth the money.
She’s sitting on the sofa now, albeit a few inches higher but happy with herself, she even gave me €20 from her €50 for a pint later on, so all is well that ends well, until I glanced at her laptop and there she was looking up leather dyes of all colours, if she’s thinking of changing the colour of the sofa and armchair she can whistle for another man to do the job, colouring jobs ain’t my function.